You're Beautiful

Mila

I was about halfway on my way to an orgasm when Ben pushed his fingers into my entrance instead. I cried out as he did. He started sliding his fingers in and out of me, slowly, letting me feel every last bit of movement. I squirmed on the carpet, giving over to the pleasure that was slowly erasing all the negative feelings I had been struggling with.

“Pull up your shirt, baby,” Ben said in a low voice. “Let me look at you.”

My heart constricted when he called me “baby.” But he was just caught up in the moment, I told myself. I did as he asked and pulled my shirt up over my head so that he could see me. I unclasped my bra so that I was naked in front of him. It was more than what he asked for, but I wanted him to see it all. My nipples were erect in the cold air, my body naked and on display for him.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” Ben said.

I wanted to answer, but Ben dipped his head and closed his lips over my clit. I forgot what I’d wanted to say. He licked